I am not a fan of cold. I hate cold wind, I had cold snow, I hate cold rain, and I hate cold rooms! I especially hate having to put on so many clothes. Summer time dressing is so easy-breezy; grab a pair of heels and a tube dress and viola! you're ready to go and you look adorable. Winter time requires so much more effort. There's nothing worse than coming home exhausted with achy feet and being unable to pull off your boots because you can't reach you're feet since you're so bundled up.
Now, if I were in charge of the world, I would make everyone go to school when the weather is crappy out, and save those 'snow days' for 'pretty days'. "Hey everyone, it's way to pretty and warm outside to have school today. Let's all play volleyball!" Alas, I am not in charge of the world. So instead of banking up those days off for May, UNCSA closed campus down yesterday and today because of the HUGE amount of snow that we got in Winston-Salem (check out that picture of my foot in the snow. It comes to mid-calf!).
Don't get me wrong - I was soooooo beyond excited to have a two-day weekend, even if the weather was not cute. I had been looking forward to today ever since Christmas break because it was going to be my first day off! Naturally, the impulse was to go out and do fun stuff, like buy a pair of Tom's shoes at Whole Foods that I've wanted since the summer. So my roommate and I spent an hour shoveling snow off my car to venture out of the UNCSA bubble and experience life! Woo-hooo!!!
We got to where we wanted to go first (the mall) with no problem, although it took forever because we were topping out at about 10 mph. Emily said she felt like we were driving to look at Christmas lights but without the lights. But we got there and the mall was closing due to inclement weather in 15 minutes! Big fail. Then we got smart and decided to call the other places we wanted to stop at to see if they were open. None of them were. We were griping about the south (we're both southerners) and everyone making such a big deal out of some snow, and rushing out to the store to buy bread and milk whenever some flakes began to fall.
Then we started home. And now we are those southerners that we were griping about. From now on we will be overly cautious and stay home and off the roads whenever weather like this occurs.
At four separate times on the 5 mile journey home, we had fourteen different men get out of their vehicles and push the car because it just wouldn't go! Even on flat road, every time we hit a red light and had to stop, the car wouldn't move at all! It didn't matter what tricks I did: I put it in reverse and tried to go forward again. I barely tapped the gas and tried going slowly. I gunned it and the tires just spun in place. Emily kindly encouraged me, saying, 'Okay, good just keep going" and I yelled back, "Emily I'm trying!! What do you think I'm doing?!" She decided that maybe things would be going smoother if she were driving and I said, "What good is that gonna do?! I push the pedal and nothing happens! How will it be different if you push it!?" We were both stressed. Those 5 miles took over an hour.
So today, we are both holed up in the apartment, going a little stir-crazy and laughing about yesterday. And marveling about how kind humanity is when everyone is in something together. More snow is supposed to come tonight. I wish we would've turned over our new leaf about being cautious about the weather BEFORE the snow came, because we're almost out of milk!
--Jasmine Anne Osborne